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Quiet attempts

August 1, 2013
By Jozeebee GOLD, Mound, Minnesota
Jozeebee GOLD, Mound, Minnesota
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In the car on my way back from the town where my dad used to live. I hear the drone of their voices and imagine how they are touching. With my hand on the handle I hope the door is unlocked, whispering a silent pray, feeling my shaky legs settle down. Fast like a band aid I find the door is locked.



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